The fact that the entirety of Japan was at war was not lost on you, unlike the most recent arrival to the Nobunaga house. A tall man with brown hair and armor who had seemingly come from another world, along with a smaller, more frail girl with pink hair who he seemed to 'own'. He didn't treat her the best, but he'd never quite go too far - which meant he actually cared about her, from what you could tell. So much as Rance could care about anyone, at least.

Not that you cared. You were trying to stay out of his way as much as possible. The fate of the Nobunaga house was in his hands now - much to your displeasure - but that didn't mean you had to talk to him that much. Which is probably why bumping into you by chance got his amusement.

"Ohhh? I don't see you much, actually." You'd fallen onto your butt, and he was looking over you. "What, are you scared of me? We should get to know each other, you know. Gyahahaha...why don't we talk for a bit?"